“She touched his brow and then his cheek while she looked onto her Husband now dead and gone. War had taken him away. She knew he’d never return to her alive. His headstrong will and courage to overcome the invaders that trespassed across their land was what called him and she had always known his Kingdom came first. The child. Their child jumped in her belly as she laid a rose upon his Father’s chest… His sword lay across him, marking him as a warrior, king, and Father…”